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1x’s head leaned back against the pillow as she watched the clock’s hands barely move. It’d been around a month now probably, since Forsaken was over. The Spectre was dead, the admins got things back in order, survivors returned back home, killers went back to normal, all was well.
And she was just stuck in a hospital bed. For most of the killers their effects from the Spectre went away after its death. For others like John Doe they did have big injuries but stayed for a week at most. Unfortunately for 1x when you go from a 3D being to a very glitchy 4D one and then forced back into 3D in a weird dimension and then back to 3D in your normal world it probably poses some weird side effects.
Most of them were gone by now, the constant glitching and migraines stopped and most people could fully render what she looked like without getting a head ache but precautions or whatever. The worst part was she didn’t even look that cool anymore. She had her old gray skin and hair and black eyes. No more see through torso and red eyes. The only evidence of her old form were small black tips on her fingers and her roots being white.
And the wings. She got rid of the wings way before Forsaken. When she started getting more contact with the Necrobloxicon she ripped out the two stupid small wings on her head. They didn’t even serve any use anyways and the wings on her back-
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…she didn’t like thinking about it.
She was about to fall asleep from pure boredom when a nurse walked in.
“Congrats! You’re being discharged!” She started signing a bunch of stuff or whatever nurses did.
“Wait what.” She instantly sat back up.
“Since there’s been no problems recently we’ve decided it’s safe for you to leave. We’re leaving you with some pills just in case though so don’t forget to take them daily I won’t be there to force you to take ‘em every morning.”
1x would’ve usually been way happier about that but there was a problem. She was still technically 17. A minor. Meaning she’d have a “legal guardian” and it’s not like she ever tried getting emancipation. It’s not like she had a home either, she used to just crash at her old place in the Heights after it got abandoned but now it was probably filled with people again and that place had way too many bad memories.
“I- um- Rose?”
“Yeah?” The nurse turned her head to look at 1x.
“Who’s uh, picking me up and stuff?”
“Oh your legal guardian is! I forgot their name but they’re just finishing some paper work I think!”
1x slowly slid off the bed and threw on a green hoodie. It was still weird adjusting to not always having the domino crown on their head anymore. She was starting to feel a bit hopeful though. Maybe just maybe if luck was on her side maybe her guardian was Brighteyes, or John Doe, or literally anyone but-
Shedletsky waved at her holding her single bag of luggage.
“Uh you ready to go home kid?”
…1x was actually going to kill herself-
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The car ride was way too long, way too awkward, way too whatever adjective 1x thought was bad. She leaned her head against the window with the radio blasting, avoiding every bit of small talk Shedletsky tried to make. Of course she had to go back to living with this bum.
Soon Shedletsky parked the car in front of a house that 1x didn’t recognize. Probably his new house after leaving 1x to die or whatever. It was a classic Roblox house, beige walls, red roof, something she dreamed of as a kid.
After Shedletsky unlocked the door and stepped inside 1x started looking around more closely. It was actually pretty cozy. A few unlit candles sat around the connected living room and kitchen, with tons of picture frames around. She put her duffel bag down on the couch before looking around the living room. There was a fire place with a few more picture frames on the shelf above it.
One was of Shedletsky and Brighteyes on their wedding day, with a vase carrying purple and white flowers right next to it. There were a few more candles, small figurines, work documents someone forgot, pictures, but there was one that caught her eye. A picture of Telamon carrying a younger her, when she was around 5-7. It felt weird to say the least. She never had many childhood photos and burned every single physical memory of Telamon she had. So now seeing this. It felt like too much.
“Do you wanna eat anything kid?” 1x jumped back a little when she heard Shedletsky yell it all the way from the kitchen.
“No.” She grabbed her bag. “Where am I sleeping.”
“Oh I got a guest room for you to stay in, it’s over here.” He motioned for her to follow him. The room was average size with a twin sized bed, desk, and closet. “You got lucky, the bathroom’s to the left. You sure you don’t wanna eat anything?”
“No.” She threw the bag onto the bed.
“If you need anything just tell me okay? I gotta finish up some things and I know you probably need to unpack.”
“‘Kay.” She was about to continue ignoring him for the rest of her life when she remembered the most important thing. “…Where’s ma- Brighteyes?”
“Oh Brights? She’s gonna have to be cooped up in HQ for a while. Things are still a bit hectic and she was one of the main ones taking care of everything while we were gone. I’m real proud of her, sometimes I wonder how I managed to become her husband.” He reminisced. 1x honestly wondered the same thing.
“‘Kay…bye now.” She slammed the door shut. After making sure Shedletsky wouldn’t randomly come in she threw her sneakers off and fell onto the bed. It luckily already had sheets, pillows, a blanket, all that jazz so she didn’t need to get all that stuff at IKEA or whatever.
She started digging through her bag of the limited belongings she managed to bring back from Forsaken. A bag of dried limes, their old domino crown, a drawing from C00lkidd, an extra set of clothes, a small book about plants from Azure, it wasn’t much but it still reminded her of the small light she had for a while. She dug a little more for one thing in particular. But she couldn’t find it. She checked every pocket even knowing damn well it wouldn’t be in there but it’s not like the hospital just disposed of them so easily! After ten minutes of searching she finally gave up.
She lost her swords. The one thing that defined her. No, this wasn’t the time to sulk. She just had to survive here until she turned 18. So now according to this fic’s time line if it was now November, and everyone escaped Forsaken during October…and 1x had her birthday during October. She was gonna have to live here for like 11 months. She fell onto the bed and sulked.
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1x pushed some food around on her plate as she tried to look anywhere but in front of her. She had no idea why Shedletsky had the amazing idea of eating dinner together but at least it was free food. Not like she was eating it though.
“Do you not like it? Is it the texture or anything I could order something for you if you’d like-“ Shedletsky tried to make conversation before 1x interrupted him.
“It’s fine.” It was just some chicken(of course) and rice. It seemed like he did put a bit of effort into it though. Not like it mattered though.
“…I was actually expecting you to try to kill me or something the second you got out of the hospital y’know.” He remarked.
“Yeah with a bunch of security guards who still think I’m gonna stab them all if they make one wrong move? I’m not stupid.”
“Well why not now? You could’ve easily killed me now if you had your swords.” 1x dropped her fork before quickly picking it up again. “Did the hospital take them away?”
“No.” Obviously a lie but she wasn’t going to admit she was technically weak as hell now.
“Okay,” it was clear he didn’t believe her but it wasn’t the time to ask more questions right now.
1x barely finished her food and dropped the plate into the sink. “I’m going to the room now.”
“You sure? Do you wanna finish taking your meds for today or-“
“No.” She was going to head over to her ‘bedroom’ slam the door and never talk to him ever again but she needed to ask one more thing. “Do you know where the other forsakened people are now?”
“Hm? Oh well Builder, Matt, and Doombringer are all back in office. I know there were like nine minors including you. I know C00lkidd, PrettyPrincess, and Bluudud are living with their parents again, same with Noob and Guest 666. Veeronica’s staying with Builder and Azure is staying with Matt I’m pretty sure.”
1x’s eyebrows raised. “Azure’s with Dusekkar?”
“Yeah, trying to get one cult kid to unlearn things one at a time I guess. Speaking ‘bout cult kids Two Time’s living with Chance and Elliot now. Uh who else who else. Oh yeah John and Jane managed to get the corruption outta their house now so good for them! Builder told me Jane’s been a little sick recently though so they’re being careful.”
“Oh, she is?”
“Yeah it’s only like throwing up John’s worrying like crazy though.”
“Tell them I said hi.”
That’s when 1x left to slam the door.
Shedletsky sighed as he put his own finished plate into the sink. 1x was more calm(?) than he expected. He expected more attempted murder and running away- shit he should’ve put a lock on her window. Or was that too controlling? He wished for Brighteyes to come back already honestly, she was always better with 1x and the girl clearly favored his wife over him.
He glanced at the small box on the coffee table and debated if he should’ve given it to her earlier. It was her birthday last month after all and he wanted to get her something, but along the way he realized how little he knew about her. He didn’t know her favorite animal, color, hobby, season, month, movie, show, anything. He was really a shit father figure.
So he vowed to himself, he’d fix all those mistakes and be the dad he wasn’t back then. He’d be the dad that his little finch used to need and hopefully still want around now.
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4:58 AM.
Yeah there was no reason for 1x to be up this early. She tried to go back to sleep but wasn’t able to. She didn't really have anything to do. The least she could do was make breakfast for herself. Probably cereal or something. When she opened the door she saw a small cardboard box with ‘FOR 1x1x1x1’ written on it.
She was a bit suspicious at first but picked it up and opened it. Inside was a small white cat plushie with a note inside. ‘I wasn’t sure what to get you but I know you used to love Bright’s old scarf. Happy late 17th birthday 1x.’ She just scoffed. Jeez she wasn’t six anymore a stupid plushie was the best he could think of? It was really stupid she might as well throw it away.
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It was hidden underneath her pillow for the next eleven months.